wandering around, looking very lost and confused.

slams his fist onto a poor wooden barrel, it didn't do anything to him.. 'If.. if the pirates are here..' Ludwig paces. 'I need supplies.'

jumps at the loud thump of a fish on wood, his shaking immediately picking up. Oh gosh, what to do...

fist*

marches out of the barn, past the dozing mares, mooing steers, and sheep noming on some poor, trembling lad's head. "What in the world.."

crying so hard right now. Not that a person would be able to see it, what with his head behind inside a sheep's mouth.

stares at the scene before him blankly, this was pathetic.. Ludwig, sighing deeply, pulling the happily nomming sheep off of the poor boy's_

head. "Are you alright?" Ludwig asks in a not so calm manner.

stares up at the tall scary man in fear, shaking and rubbing the bit marks on his face, "Y-Y-Yes s-s-s-sir."

holds a hand out to the boy, clearly wanting to help him with his.. bite marks via Marta the fluffy sheep.

takes it, shaking too much to really stand up on his own, "Th-thank you f-f-f-for s-saving m-m-me."

waves his hand. "It's no problem, I should apologize, I left the gate open and Marta likes to, uh.." Ludwig motions to Raivis' face. _

".Nibble on things." He ends lamely.

nods, just as lamely, "I sh-should.. Uh... G-G-Get b-b-back to m-my sh-ship..."

blinks, raising an eyebrow. "Ship? ..So you're a traveler?"

looks at the ground, nodding sheepishly. Better to not say anything, he was horrible with even half-truths.

hums, tapping his chin in thought. "Hm.. well, maybe we can go together, I need to.. pick up some things for the farm and I wouldn't want_

you to get attacked again by a 'wild' animal... Besides.." Ludwig's eyes darken. "I heard that there was pirates were about in town."

nods, unable to look Germany in the eye, "Y-Y-Yeah..."

yells incoherently in German to an open window, before calmly strolling over to the open gate, waiting for the Latvian to follow.

flinches at the angry-sounding German yelling, following the larger man. Yeah, he would definitely need to get used to loud noises.

leads the Latvian boy into town, where the docks are so conveniently located, idly attempting to make a conversation... and failing.

follows quietly, being awkward in his replies in the conversation.

stares at what looks like a bar, absentmindedly licking his lips. "Ah.." Ludwig coughs. "I could go for some bier right about now.."

looks up, "V-Vodka sounds n-n-nice..."

nods. "They probably have some, it looks like a popular place.."

to agree, "Y-Yeah... T-T-Too b-bad I d-don't have anymore m-money..."

scratches his cheek awkwardly. "Well, I suppose I could pay for you.. as an apology for Marta."

suddenly looks very happy in spite of his shaking. "R-Really? Th-thank you, s-s-sir!" He really was truely happy.

waves his hand. "No need for such formalities, I'm neither a duke nor a prince. I'm Ludwig."

nods, simply used to calling everyone either sir or ma'am, "O-Okay s--Ludwig. I'm R-R-Raivis."

smiles, clearly not knowing that little fact. "Nice to meet you. Now, let's go drink!"

walks on in to the bar, remembering coming here before, "Oh, the owner h-h-here is v-very n-nice."

blinks, tilting his head. "Oh? You've been here before?"

nods in response, "O-Only once, b-but he's r-really n-nice."